My Struggle

Chapter 5 Midnight Moves-2

No doubt, that you will be able to buy water and oil paintings that are indiscriminately thrown onto pieces of canvas for millions of dollars that you and the art industry term as art!

This is despite the fact that all the while you know this to be untrue but this piece of crap is used by you and the elites to launder ill gotten gains away from the hands of gawking simple minded masses who are tickled pink by reading about the transactions of large sums of money.

These my friends are the false power of money and the one of the basis of the illusionary power of the Illuminati. You must also learn this lesson fast!

Maybe now, you will understand why there are such stiff penalties for money counterfeiters, but I digress… Anyway, they use also this money to create debt in effect turning us into their debt slaves by gaming the system.

The bankers liberally shower themselves and their cronies with these bits of paper whilst at the same time they strictly regulate and tightly control the evil bits of paper called “money” from us.

This money system is carefully designed to transfer wealth from us who are the consumer “debt slave class” to the Luciferic Illuminati elite class and the banks.

These are one of the reasons why, as you may have noticed that banks surround themselves with strange demonic Illuminati logos and statues. This is their “power base” so they guard it with the pure evil spirits of the Illuminati demons…this action is beyond pure evil

The handful of very wealthy dark Illuminati and royal families whose sole responsibility is for each is to control and act as custodians to these various institutions such as banks and multinational corporations. These corporations or complexes such as the military industrial complex , the agricultural complex , the medical pharmaceutical complex, the mass media complex, the processed food complexes, the technological complex, religious complex, the entertainment, the disinformation complex, the arts, the tribal cultural complex the space agency complex, the eugenics complex, and modernist culture complex.

The Illuminati also secretly use’s a different form of currency amongst themselves! They trade with little children!

Did the traitorous President Woodrow Wilson who was the 28 th President of the United States refer to the Illuminati when he stated this?

“ Since I entered politics I have chiefly had men’s views confided to me privately.

Some of the biggest men in the United States in the field of commerce and manufacture, are afraid of somebody, are afraid of something.

They know that there is a power somewhere, so organized, so subtle, so watchful, so interlocked, so complete, so pervasive, that they better not speak above their breath when they speak in condemnation of it.”

I am sure you have figured out by now, that the true purposes of these Illuminati controlled complexes are to control every detail of our lives and to loot the worker’s economy , which is “the pension fund” in favour of their unregulated elitist shadow economy. These corporations also strive to encourage us by various means to consume things that are more material whilst we enrich the corporations and their chief executive officer’s (CEO) heads through our habit of indiscriminate consumption. When you consider the vile actions of these corporations… “Try to imagine an authoritarian body of pure evil with the false smiling face of an affluent philanthropic billionaire” The robber baron billionaire George Soros with his open society could be a poster child of this Illuminati evil body that is deceptively disguised as a charitable trust or foundation. Can anyone say Warren Buffet and Bill Gates?

These are in every respect, an Illuminati elite controlled money a*******d system between them and us.

Money acts as the “energy component” that empowers this elaborate Luciferian system to thrive. The old adage “money makes the world go round “ rings true in these situations. We simply know this Luciferian money based system as our life or as our society. This illusion resides within a master game that we know as our civilization.

What would be the cure for us to regain our freedom? The cure or antidote for our entrapment and incarceration is simple…we have to learn how to live a simple life self sufficiently “with nature” and not obstructively against her…it’s that simple! I recounted to them how the Bahadur had given up a life of wealth and great privilege in order to become a pauper…a sannyasi!

This Illuminati illusion is necessary for them because we are made to believe by very, very Illuminist created elaborate means, that we are individuals in order for them to divide and rule us by using these false individualistic traits.

We are made to believe that we pose unique personalities who are responsible for making all of our discussions and free willed choices in life. This is also one of the main reasons why many of us are brand slaves, who buy premium priced branded clothes and other products, because many amongst us believe by acting out in this manner, that we are asserting our individuality and financial superiority within the “ look me, look you” Illuminati demon “divide and rule” pride and ego system. We are hoodwinked into believing through severe brainwashing and schooling to believe that we are unique creatures made for this civilization.

The fact of the matter is that, all of this branding effectively makes us no more individualistic than a box of matchsticks. This is besides, the fact that many of our minds have been made by mass indoctrination to act in a uniform manner anyway.

We are also hoaxed into believing that government and its control are necessary. Luciferians refer to Lucifer as being a bright source of light. It has been said that he has “fallen like a bolt of lightning from the sky” and is sometimes associated with the stars Saturn or Sirious. This is one of the reasons that many of the actors and singers who have sold their souls to the Devils by signing contracts with their own blood, are called stars!

The star is used as a symbol for the celebrated effeminate Lucifer who is neither a he nor she. Hint think of the celebrity names written within the stars along the Hollywood walk of fame . What is the real hidden meaning of celebrity? In this case, a c elebrity means one who celebrates Lucifer.

This symbolically means that Lucifer has encapsulated them !

Lucifer is their weapon zed god and Satanism is their religion!

Now think logically and expand your thinking… think celebrity pop stars, media stars, soccer stars, chef stars… now look around you and observe how many international corporations and products use the star as their logo … “do you get the picture?” Suddenly we heard a sound! Out of the morning gray, we saw one appear up ahead in the distance…

It was the rickshaw! It moved like a ghost, slowly and silently riding out of the morning mist! We gathered our luggage and got ready to board the rickshaw.

The sound of the horse’s hooves echoed in the narrow streets as they drew near. We grabbed our luggage, stepped forward, and stood under the glare of a streetlight.

I hailed the rickshaw when I was sure that I could be seen. The lone rickshawallah skilfully brought his vehicle to a slow halt. I approached the rickshawallah and negotiated on a price to take us down to the edge of town!

I seated myself outback, at the edge of the vehicle and the guides, well; they preferred to sit up close to the rickshawallah. We started with a jolt as the twin brown steeds slowly pulled the rickshaw gathering momentum with every trot. I sat still observing the early morning dark turn into the light of day. I watched the pavements come alive with sound and activity as the yellow tinged streetlights slowly dimmed as they flickered and went off. The metropolis, gave off a distinctive scent of old machinery and people. After a long while of staring at the scenery that seemed to go on forever, I shifted my focus and I lifted my vision by staring up into the void above. I watched with much adoration the new day. I became lost in thought, thinking of the journey and my life ahead. I was in a daze. I observed the sea of beautiful Indians roll along the streets and sidewalks. I thought of how the vast majority of them spend much of their time in preparation for their next life!

What if this was the next life that they had prepared for in their previous one?

I shifted focus by taking in the Freemason secret signs and symbols embedded in the architecture of each building as we rode by. Their mark was everywhere! I was unsure of my ability to survive through this trip but either way it did not matter to me.

I do not believe in any religion . I believe in the Great Single Spirit. If I had to substitute the word God as a metaphor for the Great Single Spirit then I am happy to state that my God lives with me every second of the day.

I can eat, sleep, feel, see and touch my God, unlike the religious God that is made up of words and idols. As far as I am concerned I am living my life to the fullest in the moment, existing as some very important minute part of my God. I wondered if I would be returning to see this world again. Alas! It was a new day and I must not give in to morbid thoughts.

I self renewed my energy levels and sat up steady as we had reached the end of the line as the concrete jungle turned to wood.

We had reached our destination. We alighted from the rickshaw and we started out on foot into the jungle. It was about an hour into our hike when we came across a human drawn pagoda that offered us their services, for a fee.

We climbed on board as the bare feet ones that pulled the vehicle slowly journeyed deeper into the jungle. I sat tight in the wildly lurching cart, carefully observing the thinning out of what little was left of the urban sprawl. We must have travelled for a few hours across the mainly gravel tracks. The Sun was beginning to bear down upon us in its full golden glory. The guides, each one of them as if on some sort of queue reached into their canvas backpacks and retrieved their cotton topis of which they casually placed over their heads.

On the outside the barefooted ones moved swiftly and nimbly racing ahead in lockstep sequence to a tune that the headman repetitively sang out, as his g**g mimicked his words with a chorus in their vernacular.

The g**g moved in rapid sequence as I observed their feet move in a motion of rhythmic flurry. The heat of the searing Sun overhead seemed to bother them none. I felt the searing heat and it was indeed hot, I was sweaty and somewhat thirsty, we eventually arrived at about noontime at a clearing. The human cart slowly pulled over and the smiling headman flashed us a look as if to say, “This is it!”

We alighted, I reached into my carryall and randomly fished out some bank notes, and I countered out ten thousand rupees and handed it to him, a little bit more than the fare that we agreed upon at the outset, we bid the now smiling ones good buys. I heard the older of the guides call out under his breath “ challo” meaning “let’s walk” We walked about a mile wondering across rivers and streams, passing a few tiny villages whose houses were fashioned from timber and straw.

We tried to move fast in the best way that we could, as the night fell. The dark night saw us camped al fresco style under a tree. We slowly enjoyed a spartan meal of fruit and tree nuts and slaked our thirst with some hot Ceylon chai . We curled into our respective sleeping bags, which we placed in random fashion under a huge tree. That was where we spent the night.

The next morning after enjoying just chai and some gram flour chapattis that we carried with us, we set out again on foot. The Sun roasted us in spite of us wearing topis. We were fortunate that we encountered a fair amount of fresh water sources and our thirst was liberally satiated. We trudged along as I took in the picturesque sights of nature. We were not making great headway in this dense jungle. I figured that we had covered approximately seven miles for the day. I thought to myself that this was going to be a long trip!

As for the guides, well, they were worth there, weight in gold. The guides were quite able to find their bearings without the use of a compass by using the Sun and the stars at night as guides in order to keep us on track. As we marched on, we stumbled upon a temple whose entrance, we discovered, was about 300 feet below ground level!